Murong Fu went straight to sit next to the eldest princess, but the latter shyly blocked it with her fan.
"By the way, I don't know your name yet?"
Murong Fu asked.
The eldest princess hesitated and said: "The sisters of my generation only have titles and no names. My mother always calls me Xiaoqi."
"Then I will call you Xiaoqi from now on!" ?.?????.???
Murong Fu held her Hao wrist and spoke warmly.
The eldest princess' delicate body trembled slightly, and at Murong Fu's signal, she slowly put down the fan in her hand.
He saw a beautiful face lightly painted with pink and white, with a red face like a flower and pink skin like frost. His face was so radiant that it filled the room with brilliance.
The eldest princess lowered her head when Murong Fu looked at her, two clusters of red clouds rose up on her cheeks, and her eyes were full of pity and shyness.
Murong Fu took advantage of the situation and took hold of her catkins. He could not express the thousands of words he had hidden in his heart when faced with this situation.
At this moment, the palms of his hands were filled with the other person's tenderness, and even Murong Fu's heart couldn't help but throb.
"Madam, please!"
Murong Fu had a gentle smile on his face.
The eldest princess looked at his handsome face and the warmth she had never experienced before. Her eyes couldn't help but be crazy. Her cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and she followed him to the table and sat down.
Murong Fu filled the wine glasses and the two drank from each other.
As the wine went down, the eldest princess's face also turned a seductive blush, which made her even more delicate and charming under the candlelight.
At this time, the eldest princess took out a pair of scissors tied with a red string and cut off a lock of hair. Then she cut off a lock of Murong Fu's hair and combed their hair together with red tassels. Put it into the prepared bag.
The hair-tying ceremony is a custom of Han Chinese marriage. Counting this time, Murong Fu married four women in total.
When he married Wang Yuyan, Wang Yuyan skipped this step because he was from the Xianbei ethnic group. Later, when he married Li Qingzhao, the two of them only focused on enjoying themselves and couldn't help but ignore this custom.
After that, he and Li Qinglu got married. Since neither of them were Han, there was no wedding ceremony.
In this way, it was not until she married the eldest princess that the latter followed this custom and tied their hair.
After doing all this, the eldest princess looked at Murong Fu timidly, and then hurriedly lowered her head.
Seeing this situation, no matter how much words were said, it was unnecessary. Murong Fu picked him up by the waist and walked towards the bed.
The eldest princess snuggled in his arms, her heart full of spring, but also a sense of happiness that she had got her wish.
She didn't spend much time with Murong Fu, but for some reason, it was like the other person suddenly broke into her life, making her fall hopelessly in love with him.
She had been waiting for this day for six years.
Slowly placing the eldest princess on the soft couch, Murong Fu leaned over and kissed her. The girl responded tenderly and passionately, and a strange feeling ran through her body like an electric current, making her hug her tightly involuntarily. On the other side, the white goose neck was stained with a touch of red. As the body temperature evaporated, a faint sweet fragrance spread from the collar. When Murong Fu heard it, his heart surged and his breath became heavier.
The hot man's breath that hit her face made Xiao Qi even more emotional. Her whole body began to become soft and weak. She just wanted the other person to hug her tightly and take pity on her.
Thinking that Xiao Qi had never been in such close contact with a man, and fearing that she would not be able to adapt for a while, Murong Fu's movements gradually became gentler. After her breathing became slightly calmer, he reached out to untie her waist.
Xiao Qi said in his arms: "Guanren..."
Murong Fu smiled faintly and extinguished the candle with a flick of his finger.
When the room became dark, Xiao Qi gradually relaxed.
Then there was a rustling sound!
Xiao Qi stretched her jade arms around Murong Fu's back. A feeling of heart palpitations made her moan, and then she hugged him tightly and kissed him.
For a moment, I was turned over by the red waves, and my lovesickness entered the sea... The wind and moon are always new, I cherish the flowers as before, sleep with you tonight, morning and evening.
Early next morning.
As soon as Murong Fu woke up, he saw Xiao Qi nestled in his arms, with a look of happiness on his face and crooked eyebrows, filled with joy.
"Why don't you get some more sleep?"
Murong Fu gently stroked her soft cheek and spoke warmly.
Xiao Qi snuggled into his arms and said in a disgusting voice: "If I didn't look at you for a while, I would feel like everything yesterday was just a dream!"
Murong Fu didn't expect that she would be so affectionate towards him, and he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.
After the two of them had a warm conversation, just as Murong Fu was about to stand up, Xiao Qi hurriedly helped him get dressed.
It's just that as a princess with golden branches and jade leaves, she has always been served by others, and she has never served anyone else before. Naturally, her movements are a bit unfamiliar. It took a while to help Murong Fu take care of her.
Seeing that she was so anxious that she was sweating, Murong Fu planned to come by himself, but Xiao Qi insisted on helping him no matter what, so Murong Fu had no choice but to let the other party do it.
On this day, Huo Qianjun and Wei Liangcheng had the good sense not to disturb Murong Fu.
Murong Fu took a break from his busy schedule and took Xiao Qi out of town for a day to relax with her and deepen their relationship.
He was too ostentatious when he entered the city that day. If he appeared in Bianjing City, he would be watched like monkeys. Xiaoqi didn't leave the palace often, let alone the city, so Murong Fu took her out of the city. Playing with mountains and rivers makes the other party very happy.
At night, after the two had dinner, Murong Fu arranged for a fireworks show by the Jinshui River and took Xiao Qi to watch it.
After all, the two were already married, and Murong Fu was afraid that he would rarely have time to accompany her like this, so he planned to make up for it all at once.
Looking at the dazzling fireworks, Xiao Qi's eyes were full of splendor. When she knew that Murong Fu had specially prepared them for her, she was even more moved. She looked at him with deep love in his eyes.
Murong Fu put his arms around her slender waist and leaned into his arms, saying in a rare gentle tone: "When I go to the military camp, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to accompany you like I do today. Don't blame me!"
Xiao Qi's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and she hugged him tightly.
"Don't leave me..."
Murong Fu lowered his head and glanced at her, and saw that Xiao Qi's eyes were full of pleading, with tears rolling down her face, arousing pity.
"Then we won't separate!"
Murong Fu gently stroked her fragrant back and sighed softly.
When Xiao Qi heard this, tears fell from her eyes unsatisfactorily, but a smile as bright as snow appeared on her face.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Murong Fu accompanied Xiao Qi back to the palace to meet Zhu, and then headed to Taiyuan with Huizong's imperial edict.
There were not many people accompanying him. In addition to the thousand soldiers and horses escorting Murong Fu and the eldest princess, there were only a few chamberlains and Huo Qianjun and Wei Liangcheng.
In the carriage, Xiao Qi held Murong Fu's hand nervously.
Murong Fu patted the back of her hand and comforted her: "Don't worry! I'm here."
Xiao Qi took a deep look at her husband, and the last trace of uneasiness in her heart dissipated.
